Headhunters movie truck crash
Our only bout with Nashville was a TV show called Young Country, said Richard Young. Because it wasn't known as one of the rock and roll cities, we had always avoided it like the plague. In the early 80s, we started to hang out in Nashville. They never got to ride the train, but they never gave up. Itchy Brother got caught in the changing of the guard. The train hauling the heyday of Southern rock had come and gone. Presidential elections, plane crashes, the death of a record executive and disco, but most of all, their ages. First, from Cincinnati, then Atlanta and Macon, Georgia, California, New York, and England, but something always stopped them from leaving the rock club circuit and becoming a national recording act. Together, with cousins Anthony Kenney and Greg Martin, armed with a pickup-truck load of amps, drums, and guitars, and a stack of American and English rock records, they set out to conquer the world by creating their own brand of rock and roll.Īs the years went by, they made good on their promise to each other, and the record companies came. And the deep and dark forest was a place on Richard and Fred Young's family farm. The shack was really a farmhouse now known as the infamous Practice House. The year was 1968, and the band was called Itchy Brother. Once upon a time, in a deep and dark forest, in the Bluegrass state of Kentucky, not far from the village of Edmonton, stood a psychedelic shack where the only rock and roll band in Metcalfe County rehearsed. Doors open at 6 p.m.Ī Short Story and Biography in the Words of The Kentucky HeadHunters. You are required to present your ticket when you arrive at the parking lot entrance.